My Words

My Words

by Sristi Guduru

The royals sit on the throne

Furnished in sapphires galore,

Blood-stained rubies, and golden–

h I t

m w e r i

the letters ju p n w e

They f

a

l

l off the page and onto gray carpet,

and the king and queen and prince

Appear in my room, with a BAM!

the prince, hair shiny and eyes

Handsome, extends his hand

and I take it, feel the elegant

Fingers and heavy rings

He yanks me, and I fall now

In front of the king and queen and

onto the red carpet that extends

in front of the throne

p

I look u

There’s blood on the floor

Staining it r e d

“P r

i n

c

e

?

”

The words are still on the page,

Blue cursive smudged;

my words obscured.